On Being Caught in a Rainstorm

- Caught in a Rainstorm –

The air is hot and wet
Leaves glisten with anticipation
The forest grows hushed and silent,
Pressure building slowly in your ears
Rain begins to wash down gently
Droplets caressing your cheek
The clouds open wide sending
A raging torrent to pound against the earth
Lighting tears a path from ground to sky
Cataclysmically connecting as
Thunder shakes you to your core
The storm begins to break,
Sunlight scatters in the waning drizzle
Adding a glowing touch
To a green and vibrant world